调：Bb minor
Intro 1
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Dm
Am
C
Verse 1
Dm
[Pimp
Am
C]
Uh...steady ??? steady ???
Dm
Bitch don't never get no rest
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G
Verse 2
Am
[Pimp C]
Uh...Grippin' the five,
I'm a pimp in my mind;
I'm 'bout a bitch got some goals,
G
C
with a good credit line
Am
So, we pop the plastic..
G
C
If she hustle, I ball
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Long as she payin' daddy
Dm
F
Ain't no problems at all
G
Am
So, we break the mall
Now and then we fuck;
And then the bitch gon' be cool
G
C
Long as the paper stay up
Am
When she suck on my pipe
C
Them golds shiny and bright..
Am
Got them ??? hittin' that service
Dm
F
every fuckin' night
G
Am
I'm tal'in' 'bout NBA tricks
NFL tricks
NHL tricks
C
Payin' my bitch
Am
C
Grade A pussy and she
payin' for my dick;
Am
She on my two- way now
F
Dm
F
The bitch done hit a fat dick, a fat
dick
Verse 3
Am
Chorus: (Bun B) Now tell me what
it's all
about in that South:
Big gold grill in yo mouth
With leather inside your car,
C
on yo' back, in yo' house
Am
Get in a nigga's ride,
C
the seat feel like a couch
Am
Big cheese in my pouch
Dm
Bitch, if it hurt,
F
say "Ouch"
Chorus: (Pimp C)
Am
Show ya grill if you will,
show ya grill if you will
Show ya grill if you will,
C
and you down with the trill
Am
Show ya golds if ya bold,
C
show ya golds if ya bold
Am
Show ya golds if ya bold,
Dm
F
and ya diamonds is cold
Verse 4
Am
[Bun B]
See this one right here, my niggas
We gon' dedicate it
To them boys from the ghetto
C
keepin' grills gold- plated
Am
Never hated, never will
C
Am
We stayin' forever trill;
But boys on the blocks
Dm
F
They keep comin' forever ???
Am
Open face with them designs...shit
Maybe a rack on top and bottom with a
C
couple of diamonds to add some shine
Am
Some niggas got that yella gold
C
Some niggas got that white
Am
Dm
Some niggas got that platinum and bling,
F
G
bling 'em all night
Am
Shit, I know this boy with one gold,
no ice;
I know a nigga who got robbed and bought
the same teeth twice;
Muthafuckas with fangs,
symbols of gangs or they squad
Some real and some fraud;
Dm
F
Spell the name of they broad
Am
Got boys that praise the Lord
With open face and they cross
Some did all thirty- two,
C
and paid a heavy- ass cost
Am
So, whether you the boss,
the runner, or the square
F
C'mon down to the South;
Dm
F
Dm
We got gold grills everywhere
G
Am
Chorus
Verse 5
Am
[MJG] Gold
C
Am
C
in the
Am
Dm
F
Am
Dm
Am
F
Am
Dm
F
Dm
Am
middle, they stay shiny
One on each canine;
You get one free if you not
paid on government aid
Go get some shades
F
Am
You blindin' hoes with
14 carat sun rays
But while they all up in yo grill
Dm
F
They vision blurry for days
Am
Stacked, and ya say,
"But couldn't I just stop at one" just like Lays
You left the whole jaw twinkle,
C
to stick a rag in ya face
Am
You buff 'em and shit;
C
They sparkle like the comets in space
Am
I got two crosses with a diamond,
Dm
F
heart, a club, and a spade
Gm
[Eightball]
Verse 6
Dm
White ice on ???; that's what
we be flippin', Ball
3rd Ward to The Mound
Am
Dm
You know that we keep it raw
Am
Dm
8Ball on my grill, baby,
love it when I smile;
Say it make her pussy wet
And make her nipples get all hard
Am
Dm
I try to break myself
Am
from the same ol' pattern
In the boulevards scattered,
C
full a hatin': nigga chatterin'
Am
Dm
C
Hoes, if you ask me,
Dm
C
"What them niggas be about?"
F
Am
Hate me 'cause my flow official
C
Am
F
Am
C
Am
C
Am
And I'm from that Dirty South
Dm
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G
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Dm
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C
Dm
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Dm
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Outro 1
Chorus
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Dm
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C
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